My past

A past that i live with forever
a past that i must remeber and know for the rest of my days
a past of many doors im trying to lock and yet i cant find the key
a past of pain, misery, and emptiness
a past of utter destruction
a past that some would call a living hell
a past some call me a lair for
a past i know
a past i cant forget
a past im trying to put behind me
with every day the memories still live the memories still exist the memories will last forever
the only thing is
even if memories cant be forgotten
they can still be locked away
my past is not something im proud of
but even still its made me stronger in every way and i know that one day ill be able to put those hard times behind me
and walk into newfound light and hope